Antonio Justel Rodriguez


... in high waves of being,
- where the spirit is vertebra and light -
there I saw and heard you,
over there;
... it happened the night the birds died of cold;
their hearts froze, their breath froze,
and no one in his hands had sustained life with such love,
no one like this the temples of him,
the throbbing of him,
nobody, nobody, like that, a tremor;
 … You know ? feeling and seeing you,
The world was shaken beyond dawn,
much, much more;
through the suburbs, and at nightfall, the faith in your words still rumbles and burns.
Antonio Justel Rodriguez


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Published on on 08/30/2023.


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